• Visiting with Myself

    There are times I come back here and re-read the various posts and things I wrote back when I was a completely different person. There are things that make me cringe, opinions I would never have now, and experiences now-me would definitely label as mistakes. But life is funny that way. It has a habit of propelling us forward, no matter what plans we may have for ourselves. There are things in my life now I never saw coming, both good and bad. But would I change it?

  • Fear of Travel

    As I sat on the bus heading downtown, something about the way the “Stop Requested” lights shone made me feel like I was somewhere else. Like I was travelling somewhere foreign. And I thought about how some people will never travel. They either don’t have the resources or the desire to leave their home cities. It must feel just too scary to leave, to venture somewhere where people do things differently. It’s a survival instinct. Our brains are wired to ask, “How will I find what I need to feel comfortable when I get there?”

  • The End of Solo Travel

    As I’m about to leave Bulgaria and head back home, I have something to confess: I’m done with solo travel. It’s not that it hasn’t been fun or that I haven’t learned a lot from it, it’s just that it’s not all it’s cracked up to be. If you spend any time reading some of the popular travel blogs, you’ll find articles about how solo travel is great and that really, it’s the only way to travel. Many of these articles will tell you you’re missing out on a new culture by going with a friend, since you don’t get to completely immerse yourself in a culture.

  • Goodbye Emona Dirt Roads, Hello Sozopol Nights

    We have driven down the treacherous 8km stretch of land – generally referred to as road around Emona – that connects Emona’s remoteness to the coast’s highway for the last time. A quick album cover shoot and a send-off from the hostess of the local pub and we left for Sozopol, another coastal town along the Black Sea. It feels very bizarre to be somewhere where we see other people walking down the road instead of donkeys, cows, and wandering horses.

  • So Sleepy…

    Bear with me, I’m a little out of it. My day started at an ungodly hour this morning, wherein my brother-in-law dropped my sleepy butt off at the airport to start my journey to Bulgaria.